No Arms To Hold Me Tight

Bright orange flames flicker from the fire
As warmth and quiet make me tire.
I close my eyes and rest near by,
And the thoughts I think make me cry.

No arms to hold me tight,
Or lips to kiss good-night.
No soft-spoken 'I love yous'.
This life, why is it I choose?

No mortal man endures such pain
Without the dream of special gain.
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Once A Friend

Why you have left I cannot guess
But you, I'll think of none-the-less.
A friend to me, who once was kind
Now turns his cheek, as if he's blind.

My little friend, I must confess
I'll kill myself with loneliness
'Cause you, I fear, I'll never find
Except through visions in my mind.

Each night I lay upon my bed
And dry away the tears I've shed
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